The Soldier’s Servant

The Soldier’s Servant

I try not to teeter as the commander steps toward me. “You are well, soldier?” he says, his face grim. “Yes, sir.” In fact, I am not well. The battle was fierce. One arm hangs limp. One eye does not work at all, and I smell blood running down my face. I fear I may...
The Little One

The Little One

Always, I had wanted a son. To carry my name, to carry my knowledge. Always, I dreamed of this. Until I met her. “It’s a girl,” the midwife said, and I saw my wife’s eyes flicker – a layer of fear on top of her pain and exhaustion. I am ashamed to tell you this. So...
They Came to Him for…

They Came to Him for…

I knew by the look on his face – the long blink, the slight shake of his head – the same look as yesterday. He was angry, though he did not say it. I was only trying to help. They buzzed around Jesus like flies in the market, understanding nothing of his work. He...
Please Pray for Titus

Please Pray for Titus

28 days…. That’s about how long June and Brad and I were confined in Liberia, caught up in the Covid epidemic, and it felt like a very long time. But the 28 days I’m thinking of now is much worse. That’s how long it has been since June 24; the day our dear friend,...
Staring Without Seeing

Staring Without Seeing

It was a simple question, but how they howled! As if all their power, everything they knew about the world might collapse because I was standing there looking at them… It was springtime, and the sun was hot; I had picked my way carefully under the Acacia tree, probing...
Be a Host

Be a Host

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